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[jahriddloc]

I be little myself. So I’ll rebuild myself. Proven to myself. It’s only love if I can love myself. It’s only love if i love what’s left.

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[jahriddloc]

When you the beholder and beauty gives you flowers. Now that’s love.

[jahriddloc]

1 and 2 and 1.

False empress

I’ll be last.

Because competition die fast

Your comparisons to others

Looks bad

Makes all that you have

Is just to cover your sad

No matter what you spend

It’s all trash

Good times had

You regret

New world new order

I’m more upset

I admire the poor I guess

How much suffering they go through

Still having the might to make it through

Even when the odds against them

And they always are

Even with a sum out they mind

They still have the need to climb

Balance cringe

In the world race

The liven has such bad taste

Poor vision for sore eyes

When there’s no second takes

Pushing pulling more weight in your path

So you don’t window shop, all hail the bag

Notice you still hide

I ask¿ have you ever had a vibe

You dismissed to welcome pride

How come

The blind leading the dumb

Look How far AAALONE you have come

Obviously it’s more love in the slums

Must be the power of the sun

With every one

Destined as risen stars

It’s takes strength to turn the mark of the beast into beauty scars

They go with life most precious parts  

For more peace for more art

Empress Balance

I’ll be last in the world race.

Because competition die fast. The liven has such bad taste.

Your comparisons to others Poor vision for sore eyes,

Looks bad When there’s no second takes.

Makes all that you have, pushing, pulling, more weight in your path

Is just to cover your sad; So you don’t window shop, all hail the bag¡

No matter what you spend. Notice you still hide.

It’s all trash¡ I ask have you ever had a vibe¿

Good times had You dismissed to welcome pride

You regret, How come¿

New world new order; The blind leading the dumb.

I’m more upset, look how far AAALONE you’ve come.

I admire the poor I guess, obviously it’s more love in the slums.

How much suffering they go through, must be the power of the sun.

Still have the might to make it through, with every one

Even if the odds against them, Destin as risen stars¡

And they always are, its takes strength to turn the mark of the beast into beauty scars.

Even with the sum out their mind, They go with life most precious parts.

They still have the needs to climb, for more peace for more art.

[theeyeofglaucon]

I once heard:

“What is Grief,

If not Love,

Persevering.”

Love with nowhere to go.

I wonder what happens to Love

When it stagnates.

They say Love

Is food for the soul

So then,

Is it perishable?

Does it rot

If it stays too long?

Where Love was once a flowing river,

now its image comes to mind.

A still place where other things grow

Never moving.

Just occupying space

With nowhere to leave

But into itself.

//Do not drink from still water//

Or

//The well is poisoned//

[jahriddloc]